tom's-face

anonymous asked:

Okay, so you know how there is a bunny island in Japan? (If you don't believe me you can look it up XD) Can you make a fic where Tom and Marco go to Japan for a week long trip? And Tom discovers this island and is so awestruck he just lays down, letting the bunnies crawl on him. And Marco is just trying to get him up so they could, but he refuses? XD (Bonus points if they bring Marshmallow with them X3)- Bunny Anon

Sure I can! And yes I believe you! That sounds so cute and fun! I really enjoyed writing this, sorry it’s so short, it was just a sweet litle fic I thought you’d enjoy.


Tom’s face lit up and he ran down the hill, looking at all the fuzzy animals hop around. “Marco look how many there are!” The demon exclaimed. Marco giggled at Tom’s excitement and watched him look around in awe.

Tom was content with sitting and watching the rabbits and water, but when he sat down one of them bounced up to sit on his lap. Tom grinned and pet the rabbit gently, it snuggled close and was soon joined by another. Soon Tom had several rabbits on his lap, and he was taking turns petting each of them.

“Are you having fun, Tom?” Marco asked, smiling. Tom giggled and nodded happily, as another bunny jumped on his back and sniffed him, it then climbed up on his head and began to chew on Tom’s hair. But the demon didn’t mind at all. He was just thrilled the rabbit liked his attention.

Marco leaned against a rock and watched Tom enjoy his day, giggling and playing with all the rabbits. He soon lied down and let them all jump on him, causing him to laugh. “Marco! Come over here!” Tom called to the human. Marco ran over to Tom and sat next to him. The demon handed Marco a rabbit, and it sat on his lap peacefully.

“He likes you.” Tom giggled. Marco smiled and pet the animal. The other rabbits gathered around the boys and they pet them all, and Marco let a few more hop onto his lap. Soon he felt something leaned against his shoulder and looked over to see Tom. He was resting his head on Marco’s shoulder and looking out at the water and rabbits hopping around.

“Thanks for taking me here, Mar-Mar.” Tom reached over to hold Marco’s hand.

“I thought you’d like it.” Marco smiled, brushing Tom’s hair out of his eyes. Tom smiled and nuzzled Marco’s hoodie a little bit.

“I do… and I love you so much.” He said this sort of out of the blue, so it caused Marco to look down at him. And he gasped when he saw tears in the demon’s eyes.

“Tom! What’s the matter?” Marco asked. Tom shook his head and wiped away the tears.

“I’m just… so happy!” He giggled. “I have you and you love and listen to me enough to know what I enjoy and… I don’t ever want to lose this.” Tom continued, pressing his forehead against Marco’s. Marco scooped him up in a hug.

“It won’t! Why would you think it’s all ending?” Marco asked. Tom wiped away his tears and shook his head.

“I know it’s silly but…” Tom trailed off and gave Marco a kiss. “Don’t worry about it. I’m just being silly and dramatic. It’s just hard to think clearly sometimes when I’m with you.” Tom explained. “I-I want you to be safe and here with me… and I’m always so happy! But so scared that something may happen to you. I feel like I would give anything just to see you smile, and keep you safe and with me… I’ve never felt this way before, and I don’t want it to stop.” Tom looked away and Marco smiled.

“I know how you feel. That’s love and I feel the same thing too.” Marco held Tom’s face in his hands. “And it won’t ever stop, I’ll be here for you forever.”

4

Sen. Tom Cotton faces fiery town hall crowd over health care repeal, support for Trump

  • Sen. Tom Cotton (R-Ark.) was pounded with tough questions from around 2,000 angry constituents at a town hall in his home state Wednesday night.
  • Attendees asked about everything from the repeal of the Affordable Care Act to Cotton’s support for Trump.
  • Cotton’s town hall was one of the most contentious among a slew of raucous town halls, despite the fact that it was in a state Trump won with more than 60% of the vote in 2016.
  • In one of the most stunning moments of the night, a woman named Kati — who described herself as a multi-generation Arkansan from a Republican family — stood up to tell Cotton that without the ACA’s protections for pre-existing conditions, she “will die.” Read more (2/23/17 8:23 AM) 

Meanwhile, other Congresspeople are trying to dodge their constituents so they don’t get yelled at too

  • Some members of Congress are simply pulling out of previously scheduled public events and town halls.
  • In New York, Rep. Lee Zeldin canceled a constituent event after his office discovered that members of local protest groups planned to attend.
  • In Huntsville, Alabama, Rep. Mo Brooks pulled out of a town hall event sponsored by tea party activists after interest in the event gained steam.
  • It’s not just Republicans who are facing pressure from organizers on the ground. Sen. Dianne Feinstein (D-Calif.) is being trolled by constituents in San Francisco who are organizing a town hall with an “empty chair” after Feinstein declined to participate in an event. Read more (2/22/17 5:45 PM)
Pipsqueak (Tom Holland x Reader)

Hello there, I just have to say I love your writing so much. I think you’re amazing, I was wondering if I could make a Tom Holland x Reader request? Where reader and Tom are dating but it’s like been for a month or so and reader is short and always has trouble reaching things and doing things. (I’m 4'10 so my short problems are real) and Tom just laughs but does help and keeps reminding reader how much he loves how short she is? I just really need some fluff at the moment :)

Originally posted by wwwkissmelovemehugme


“Tommy? Come grab this for me, please?” you ask your boyfriend while standing on your tiptoes, pointing at the baking sheet on the top shelf. You’re baking cookies for Harrison because he just got cast in a short film. The celebration is in an hour and you really want to make him his favourite biscuits before you went. Tom steps forward and wraps one arm around your waist, his hand making contact with your uncovered midriff. You stop reaching towards the cupboard and choose to hug his arm against your body. His other arm reaches out and grabs the baking sheet before handing it to you. “Here you go, sweetness,” he whispers into your hair before stepping back. He retreats back to the couch, but not without pinching your bum first. You swat his hand away.

God, he thinks as he backs away while watching you, I love you.

*

“Babe! Where’d you put the movie?” you called out to Tom. “On the shelf above the TV!” he shouts back from the bedroom. You reach up to grab it but find yourself unable. Instead of struggling, you opt to grab a tall stool from the kitchen counter and to kneel on that. Tom walks in to see you standing on a wooden stool with your arm raised holding the movie out to him. He sighs happily at the sight before choosing to carry you off the stool to the couch. You squeal with laughter when he picks you up. He tosses you onto the cushioned couch and leans to kiss your forehead. Yup, you think as you pull him into a kiss, I definitely love this guy.

*

From that first day, you swear that Tom repeatedly places everything high up so you can’t reach. Your tea mugs have gradually moved from the lowest shelf to the second highest, the cereal lives on top of the fridge instead of on the counter beside it. Everything has moved so you can’t grab anything, and now you’re having family over for dinner. Your families are coming at quarter to six so you have to set the table while dinner is cooking. 

The plates are on the highest shelf above your mugs. With a huff, you pull yourself up onto the counter. Kneeling there you can reach the plates. You hear a snort of laughter from behind you and you turn to see your boyfriend leaning in the doorway. “Not funny,” you mumble. He strolls over to place his hands either side of your knees. He laughs breathily and rests his forehead against the small of your back. “It’s kinda funny,” he tells you. “Well, you can laugh as you’re carrying plates.” “Can do, shortie.” 

Your foot gently kicks his butt as he walks away and he can’t help but chuckle as he hears a muffled “Arsehole”.

*

“(Y/N)?” Harrison calls as he walks through the front door of your and Tom’s apartment. “In here!” you yell back from the living room. He walks in to see you standing on the back of the couch trying to grab something from above the doorway opposite you. The doorways in your apartment with Tom were obnoxiously tall which means you can’t reach, even will a chair underneath your feet. “Oy, get down from there! Tom will kill me if I was here when you broke your neck from falling,” he scolds. “He’s the one making me do it! He put my fucking keys on top of the doorframe!” At this, Harrison doubles over in laughter. 

“I’d understand why,” he says, chuckling. “Why?” you ask. He snorts before replying cheekily, “well, I do have a really good view of your arse from here. It’s definitely not a bad sight.” That gets him a pillow chucked at his face.

I’m totally getting Tom back for this, you think with a smile on your face.

*

“Tom, this needs to stop. I can’t do anything around our house without getting on my tiptoes,” you berate Tom when he walks through the door. “I don’t see what the problem is,” he replies cheekily. “How’d you end up getting your keys?” At this comment, Harrison walks out from behind you into the hallway. Tom doubles over in laughter, “YOU CALLED HARRISON!” he shrieks amused. “Yeah, and apparently I have a nice arse,” you say and wink at Harrison. With that comment, Tom’s laughter dies and he begins to glare at his best friend. You turn to Harrison and get on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Thanks, Haz. You were a big help, today.” Let’s just say Tom was a bit mad at the both of you for a few days.

*

You’ve gotten used to the height of everything by now. You’ve mastered counter climbing as well as chair mounting. Tom can’t help but smile lovingly when he sees your daily conquests to get a tea mug or the cereal box. He likes to watch when you stand on a stool and reach up because his large t-shirts you sleep in ride up your thigh. When you go to grab your jacket from the back of the front door, you instinctively kick your leg up. He doesn’t think he has seen anything better, though, than when you stand on his feet on your tiptoes just to lay a loving kiss to his lips.

“Babe,” he says finally. It’s a Sunday morning and you’re both in lying bed. You hum to acknowledge him. “I love you,” he whispers into your hair, “so, so much.” “I love you too, superhero.”

I love you more, he thinks.

“No, you don’t,” you tell him, still facing away from him.

“What?” he questions.

You turn to face him and snuggle into the pillow before grabbing his hand and wrapping it around your waist.“I can tell right there you were thinking ‘Oh I love you more, though’. But you don’t. It’s a fact.”

He giggles and tells you, “But I do, though. I love you to infinity.”

“Yeah?” You ask. 

“Yeah,” he tells you sincerely; a loving look in his eyes.

When you say, “Well, I love you infinity plus two.” He can’t help but laugh.

Flowers for my sister

A/N: So when I was in Jr/Sr high they had fundraisers where for a dollar someone could buy you a rose & have it sent to on Valentine’s day. Throughout the day people would go into the classroom & pass out the flowers. They had notes on it with who it was from & whatever message they wanted. So I’m sitting here going “what fic should I write for Valentine’s day & this popped into my head.” Reader is Dean’s twin. The ending is kinda rushed but that’s because it’s bedtime but I wanted to post this on actual Valentine’s Day. Enjoy my loves.

Dean x Sister!Reader    Sam x Sister!Reader

Originally posted by queerevens

Originally posted by wincester-oops

You nearly collapsed as you set your lunch tray down at the same table that Dean was already sitting at. Dean quirked an eyebrow at you, “What’s up with you?” He questioned. You ignored him by pretending to be very interested in the disgusting lunch that was in front of you. “Aye,” Dean said while kicking your leg under the table.

“What?” You hissed at him.

“What’s going on? Why are you all, moody?” He asked.

“Nothing. Just drop it, okay?” You replied before taking a bite out of the lunch the school provided for you.

“It’s not nothing if you’re acting like a-” Dean began but was interrupted by Sam rushing over to the table.

“Y/N are you okay?” Sam asked, out of breath from running, “I heard what happened and ran ove-”

“I’m fine Sam. Just drop it. Both of you. Okay?” You told them.

“Sam. Spill. Now.” Dean demanded.

“Sam, you open your mouth and you’re gonna regret it.” You replied.

Sam looked between you and Dean; you were both his older siblings, both of you were his heroes, normally he did what you asked, but this time he couldn’t.

“It’s Valentine’s day right? So these guys-” Sam started.

“Seriously Sam. Drop. It.” You hissed at him.

Keep reading

5

Requested by anon. But I changed it up a bit. Sorry, hope this is okay (:

——

Your best friend was on her feet, with the mic in her hand. “I just wanted to say that you are the only reason why my best friend came. She has seriously been crushing on you for years!” She cackled.

Your cheeks flushed with red as you sunk in to your seat. Feeling the eyes on you, including his, made you fluster even more.

Tom had noticed you since the moment he walked on stage. You were in the front row, which made it easier for him to spot you.

He noticed tour beautiful smile, and the sound of your laugh. Tom was hooked immediately and no matter how hard he tried to shake the feelings, he couldn’t.

You were a bashful mess, blushing as you tried to hide your face. Tom couldn’t help but smile as he watched you.

He had to remind himself not to stare too long. He cleared his throat, and brought the mic up to his lips. “I am truly honored. To have a girl that beautiful come out here for me is just amazing.” He muttered.

His words caused your stomach to flutter as you dropped your hands and shot your gaze up to him. He flashed you a smile, and you smiled back.

“Okay, for my real question, I was wondering if you can tell us anything about the next Thor movie?” She asked.

He glanced at you for a second, but immediately sat up and turned to your best friend. “Ah. Thor.” He mumbled.

———-

After long hours of panels and interviews, you and your best friend were going to the autograph tables, to meet Tom Hiddleston and a few other members from Thor.

“Aw come on Y/N! I did you a favor!” Your best friend exclaimed. “I mean, he called you beautiful for gods sake!”

“He only did that to be polite! I mean you kind of just threw that on him. If he ignored it, he would’ve been called an asshole.” You stated. Growing nervous as you got closer to him.

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed. “Grow a pair. Who cares anyways? It’s not like he’s going to remember. And besides, it’s comic con.” She winked. “What happens at comic con, stays at comic con.”

“Yea, until someone makes it into a gif.” You mumbled.

It was now your turn.

You walked up, and met his gaze. Feeling the immediate warmth and nervousness you once felt before.

His eyes lit up as he saw you. After Nerd HQ, he thought he’d never see you again, which bummed him out.

So seeing you, standing right in front of him, wit the smile that captivated him. He was ecstatic.

Tom reached his hand out to you, not once taking his eyes off you. “Well we meet again.” He smiled. “How are you-” he paused giving you a quizzical look.

“Y/N.” You muttered.

“Y/N? How are you, Y/N?” He smiled.

The way your name rolled off his tongue, made your heart beat profusely as if it were about to jump out of your chest.

“I’m great! And how about yourself, Mr. Hiddleston?” You chuckled. Proud of yourself for not shying in front of him.

He scrunches his nose and shook his head. “Oh god, that makes me sound so old.” He muttered. “Is that you’re way of calling me old?”

You shrugged your shoulders and hummed. “Maybe.”

His smile grew as a laugh escaped him and filled the air. “So what are you? A baby?”

“I’m legal.” You winked.

You both belted out in to giggles, not able to keep from smiling.

Just being near him and talking to him, you felt your life was complete. The thing you loved most about him, was how incredibly easy it was to talk to him.

And that’s what he loved about you as well. In his whole acting career, he’s only ever met a few people he was able to hold a conversation with. And here you were, making jokes as if you’ve known him for a while.

One of the volunteers whispered something in his ear which made him drop his smile, and nod. “Sorry.” He muttered.

The volunteer walked back to the back.

“Look, you got me in trouble.” Tom chuckled.

“Oh, I got you in trouble? And how did I manage to do that?” You asked.

“You kept talking to me. Making me hold up the line.” He teased.

You rolled your eyes and chuckled with him.

He quickly glanced down at your poster, and signed it for you. But before handing it back, he locked his eyes with yours and smirked, “thanks for getting me into trouble. Hope to see you around.”

You flashed a soft smile, and nodded. “Anytime, old man.” You winked.

You grabbed your poster and started toward where your best friend waited. She was in line to meet Chris Evans.

“So, how was it? Did you chicken out and run away?” She chuckled.

You shook your head and glanced down at your signed poster. As your eyes followed the marks, your heart stopped as you noticed the number he wrote in the bottom corner. “How about Coffee?” Under it.

“Hello? Earth to Y/N.” Your best friend snapped her fingers in your face.

You glanced up, eyes wide as you smiled so big, your cheeks started to hurt.

She furrowed her brows. “What the hell is wrong with you?” She asked.

You pointed at the number on the poster, trying to even your breathing. “I think he just asked me out on a date.” You whispered.

She snatched the poster from your hand and looked it over closely, gasping and jumping up and down. “Holy fucking shit. Tom Hiddleston asked you out.”

Imagine One Shot -- Just Some Casual Stalking.

Tom HiddlestonxReader

Summary: Tom tells the story of how you get on a talk show.


Graham leaned forward, “So, Thomas,”

Tom laughed immediately, “Oh dear, this is going to be a big one,” he turns to look at the audience, “he only calls me Thomas before the really big questions.”

Graham laughs and nods, “It’s true, very very true. Speaking of True, is it true that you stalked your fiance on set before you met? ”

Tom made a face, “It was just some casual stalking,” Graham and the audience start laughing,

“No, no, Let me explain myself, you see, as you all know (y / n) was the screenwriter of (Romantic Movie Title). We spent hours talking about the script, my character, emails, texts, phone calls. All of that. But never met in person. So, it’s the first week of shooting and I see this girl. This absolutely adorable girl talking to the director. I think, ‘Okay, go get introduced.’ I got grabbed by wardrobe because there was some last minute change and by the time I get back. She’s not there. We start the scene. I think that was when we filmed the wedding scene, and I look out and there she is again, this time over clearly whispering to someone from production, and forget my lines. Totally gone. ”

There is another round of laughter and Tom laughs as well, adjusting a little awkwardly in his seat.

“Yeah, so there I am, speechless,”

Graham laughs, “Was that a first?”

“It was new.” He joined in the laughter and continued. “I shake my head and apologize and get back to filming. When it was a break to change the setup, I just instantly start looking for her again, I need to know who this girl is. I was a man on a mission and I found out" he had a pause for effect, “nothing, she was gone. So I figure, okay she must be involved with the film somehow right? She was talking to some important people. She had to come back. So by this time I was texting (y / n) pretty often, sometimes about the movie and sometimes just to say hello, I call her to save time in texting, she picks up and I say, Oh my God (y / n), I think I fell in love with someone on set today. So, she starts grilling me, what did she look like, who is she? and I start describing this girl,“ anotjer pause "and I hear her laughing,in stereo, turn around and there she is… that adorable girl. So yeah, a little bit of stalking and I found my best friend.”

@foureyedsiopao